The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

A few dozen minutes later, in the northwest of Chiswick, on Grove Park Terrace Street.

"Is this right here?"

Miss Watson was wearing that Stark tight combat suit, with two T-shaped swords shining coldly, and her tone was equally filled with chill: "Last time when I fought with her, Blade came over and interfered. This time no one can disturb us. I'm going to tease her properly!"

Snapped!

Dr. Heinzwafen pursed his lips and slapped her butt.

"Alright, alright, I won't play tricks. Just play normally, okay? I'll teach her a lesson for you." Miss Watson immediately switched to a coquettish voice, staggered with her hands behind her back, and had a smile on her face as if she had succeeded in her evil plan: "I said that on purpose, and you are jealous, hehe~"

Michelle rolled her eyes and walked forward.

The London Underground system is complex not only because it has the longest history, but also because the country's land area is very limited. As one of the cities that was bombed the longest during World War II, London's above-ground and underground buildings have been demolished and rebuilt many times.

Add to that the many emergency air raid shelters dug at the time, and the underground command system built by the London government to avoid bombings. All of this combined is like an ant nest to some extent. At least in this American comic world, human technology development is ahead of the original world, so it is normal to build some strange underground facilities.

Therefore, protecting nature is a long-term project.

Given the efficiency of the London government over the years, and the fact that citizens love to march at any time, it is only natural to temporarily close some lines that have been in disrepair for a long time - after all, there are still buses, right? Once the train is running, various expenses must be invested, and it is difficult to make back the money just by ticket sales. Therefore, as the saying goes, no one likes to do business at a loss.

This may also be due to politicians arguing with each other.

"Really? You don't have a flashlight?"

There were no lights on the road ahead. Miss Watson saw her girlfriend pull out a night vision goggles and couldn't help but sigh, "You have a really strong desire to win, my dear Dr. Heinzwafen. How about I tie up Nisha and you go up and stab her a few times?"

"Really?"

"fake."

"whispering sound."

As the distance shortened, the two stopped talking and turned a corner. Michelle leaned close to the wall and made a tactical gesture towards this side. Miss Watson understood, stepped over her girlfriend's body, and stepped into the road to Nisha's hiding place.

The broken wooden board on the ground was slightly dented by being stepped on, and an inaudible crisp sound was immediately heard from the bottom. What Miss Watson wanted was to trigger the alarm. She believed that the vampire princess had received the signal now, and a one-woman fight would soon take place.

Sure enough, the spider sense sounded the alarm.

A flash of cold light flashed in the darkness, followed by a series of gunfire flashes. Nisha attacked one after another, even taking into account the direction the invader might dodge. With the extraordinary vision given by her vampire body, she saw the other party wielding two swords, accurately blocking the flying knives and bullets.

As for the firing rate of the pistol, Miss Watson can now basically control the direction of the ricochet bullets, thanks to the intensive special training she received some time ago. She stepped forward, swung the blade and blocked two more pistol bullets, and Nissa's pretty face was right in front of her.

The vampire princess drew her sword to fight back.

The expected cold weapon collision did not occur.

Miss Watson dodged the blade with a sharp twist of her waist and moved sideways, entering close range, with the tail of the T-shaped sword pointing directly at Nissa's throat. The two figures separated in the darkness, and the woman touched her neck, her fingertips touching the sticky blood. She realized that the opponent had actually left some room for maneuver just now, otherwise she would have been beheaded by the sword.

"......who are you?"

The confrontation lasted for more than half a minute, and Nissa lowered the blade on her own initiative: "What do you want?"

"Beat your ass."

"......What?"

"I said! I'll spank you!" Miss Watson repeated in a tone of idiocy, throwing away the two T-shaped swords and rushing towards Nisha. Although the vampire princess reacted in time, she was no match for the powerful force of the black light body, and was pressed directly onto the table.

Snapped!

Just then, Michela turned on the lighting system.

As the lights came on, the two women who were originally competing with each other froze in their tracks. Miss Watson's face behind the helmet curled up and she let go of Nisha with a look of grievance: "Hey, what are you doing~~~~~~Ah! I almost succeeded!"

"Michella? Why are you..." Nisha was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the mysterious woman wrapped in a tight combat suit: "Who is this?"

Michela said nothing.

"It's me." Miss Watson sighed wearily and took off her helmet.

The scene was deathly silent.

"I guess you are more familiar with my original appearance." The head in front of him suddenly turned into thousands of tiny tentacles, and the chest, which was originally slightly exaggerated in size, immediately shrank and concave, causing the upper part of the combat uniform to slide down as a result.

Within seconds, the tentacles reassembled into a shirtless Mr. Watson: "Do you recognize me now?"

“Watson?! What the fxck?!”

Nisha swore seldomly, staring at the pretty boy in front of her, unable to speak coherently: "You were, you just now, you turned into? You turned into a woman? Is this a prank? What did you stuff in your clothes?"

Watson glanced at the corner of her mouth and silently turned back into Miss Watson.

However, once her form was changed, her brain circuits were also misplaced. Miss Watson was like a magician who had just finished performing on stage. She opened her arms to the left and right with a proud look on her face: "Da da! Isn't it magical? Do you want me to do it again for you?"

The vampire princess opened her mouth slightly, completely stuck.

"If you want to try it with your hands, don't try it."

Michelle leaned aside and said quietly, "I have tried it a long time ago, it is true."

"But, you, you guys..."

After stuttering for a while, Nisha finally began to accept what was happening in front of her: "You told me before that your body was made up of these tentacles, and I thought... Damn, how did you do it? Did you completely change your body? I mean, a woman's..."

"You don't have to ask that." Michelle rolled her eyes: "It's all true."

"…Are you really not an alien, Watson?"

The woman frowned. “If you said you were, I wouldn’t be surprised. Really.”

"If I were an alien, would you kiss me?" Miss Watson had just put on her clothes and heard what Nisha said. She smiled and wanted to hug her. But when she noticed the two death stares next to her, she pretended to cough twice and took her hand back: "Ahem, let's talk business."

"What's the matter?"

"Aren't you curious about what I got that made Otto Wilmitz come here from southern Europe?" Miss Watson said, and her entire head turned into tentacles again, forming the appearance of Spider-Woman Jessica Drew: "This is the answer. As long as he sees this face, believe me, the old pervert will definitely take the bait."

......

September 9, 9pm, The Blue Anchor, Hammerforge, London

"cheers!"

A group of people raised their glasses to celebrate the completion of the recording of the "Jessica Drew" album today. Although the next project may involve a small amount of re-recording, it does not prevent everyone from drinking tonight. Especially the manager Frey and the producer Ted, the two have been secretly competing from beginning to end, fully highlighting the inexplicable desire of men to win.

Or to put it simply, they can't stand people of the same type as themselves showing off.

"Hey Jesse!"

The fat bassist Joe came over. He was the last permanent member to join the band and the oldest person in the whole band. He looked very kind with a gray beard and said, "When are you going to start promoting the performance? Don't forget to call me when the time comes!"

"Okay, I won't forget you." Jessica clinked glasses with the other party. Old Joe played the bass very well and it cost a lot of money to hire him. It was her album that made everyone confident, otherwise producer Ted might not be willing to work so hard.

As for the bassist, Old Joe, after he came in and sang a few songs, his attitude also changed.

There are indeed good sides to signing with a record label.

Jessica didn't have to worry about many things. With just a few words, most problems would be solved. Although strictly speaking, no one likes to do a business that loses money, Jessica, a singer who doesn't care much about the income from the record in the early stage, met a record company with a decent attitude and ability, plus the coordination of agent Frey, the combination was just right. Anyway, in Ted's words, he would indulge himself tonight, and he would go back to work tomorrow to complete the album production process as soon as possible.

The band members who are in a semi-holiday state can have fun as much as they want.

"Come up and sing a song, Jesse? Jesse! Jesse!!!"

The energetic girl hugged Ms. Drew and shook her hard.

"Haven't you had enough drums today?"

Jessica rolled her eyes at her.

As a result, I saw two familiar figures sitting in the corner behind Lucia.

Michella and Nisha.

Facing those two looks, Ms. Drew couldn't help but roll her eyes again. She began to regret her previous actions. Although Nisha would get to know Miss Watson, Ms. Drew, and Mrs. Viper sooner or later, Jessica suddenly felt that it was too abrupt to "bring" them to her one by one the other day.

For example, now, Michelle's eyes are mainly teasing, while Nyssa's eyes are full of a lot of content, a considerable part of which is a continuation of the reaction at that time. The visual impact and contrast of Mr. Watson turning into Ms. Watson were already huge, and then followed by the completely different Spider-Woman and Madame Viper. Nyssa was completely stunned at the time.

"Why don't we start warming up now? Which song do you want to sing? I can sing anything, but considering that we don't have any instruments, we can only use the ones we bring on stage, so let's not do anything too difficult."